Chapter 71: The Master Diviner

The Next Day (1/3)

The sun had just climbed high in the sky. In one corner of Shu City, the grand Shen family residence was in utter chaos.

The old master, Shen Cangyun, had risen in excellent spirits that morning, even practicing a round of Tai Chi in the courtyard. Yet, while having breakfast, he was suddenly struck by illness and collapsed onto the dining table.

The family’s private physician, Chen Peisheng, rushed in to administer treatment. Not only did he fail to cure Shen Cangyun, but after his efforts, the old master fell into a coma.

Now, Shen Cangyun lay on his bed, his face ashen, his breath faint as gossamer.

The Southern God of Wealth, Shen Wanshan, hurried over, immediately rewarding Chen Peisheng with two resounding slaps. “What good are you for?!”

Kneeling on the floor, Chen Peisheng stammered, “Director Shen, the old master’s illness is truly bizarre.”

Shen Wanshan turned to Shen Ying, face cold, and demanded, “Ying’er, wasn’t your grandfather perfectly well yesterday? How did he suddenly fall ill?”

Shen Ying’s delicate brows knitted. “Father, I have no idea what happened. Yesterday, I accompanied Grandfather to Tiger Group. He fancied one of Boss Yu’s paintings, and during our visit, a young man remarked that Grandfather’s health was poor and he was in danger. Grandfather and I even scolded him for it.”

Still kneeling, Chen Peisheng interjected, “Director Shen, the old master’s current condition does indeed seem brought on by anger.”

Shen Wanshan’s expression darkened. “Yu Feihu dared to have someone provoke the old master? Someone, go fetch Yu Feihu at once!”

He glared at Chen Peisheng. “And you, have you no solutions?”

Chen Peisheng’s eyes darted. In a low voice, he said, “Director Shen, in my opinion, only my senior brother, Xue Huaisu, can be called upon. If he is here, I believe the old master can be pulled from danger.”

Shen Wanshan kicked him. “Then fetch Divine Physician Xue at once!”

“And I’ve heard there are two great doctors in Shu City—West Xue and East Lu. Xue Huaisu to the west, Lu Zhanyuan to the east. Find a way to bring them both here! Whoever cures the old master will be generously rewarded by me, Shen Wanshan!”

Chen Peisheng replied in fear, “I have no connection with Lu Zhanyuan. I’m afraid I can’t invite him.”

Shen Ying stepped forward. “Father, I just messaged Qi Xian. He promised he can bring Lu Zhanyuan.”

“Excellent! Truly the most outstanding young man of the Qi family!”

“Ying’er, the boyfriend you’ve found is indeed exceptional—worthy of you!” Shen Wanshan was very pleased.

Shen Ying messaged Qi Xian again, urging him to hurry.

Meanwhile, Chen Peisheng managed to contact Xue Huaisu.

In less than ten minutes, Xue Huaisu arrived at the Shen residence and was respectfully led into the old master’s bedroom by Shen Wanshan.

“Divine Physician Xue, you must cure my father. I, Shen Wanshan, will reward you handsomely!”

“Director Shen, I dare not make any promises. Let’s see after I treat him,” Xue Huaisu replied humbly.

(2/3)

Ever since his devastating encounter with Ye Tianci, Xue Huaisu had become much more low-key in his conduct.

He placed his medical kit beside the bed and began examining Shen Cangyun’s condition.

The Shen family fell silent, holding their breaths, all eyes on Xue Huaisu, their faces full of hope. Yet they clearly saw Xue Huaisu’s brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

“Hmm... What is this?” Xue Huaisu frowned even more, unable to find a starting point.

Shen Wanshan asked anxiously, “Divine Physician Xue, what’s wrong?”

Xue Huaisu wore a look of shame. “Director Shen, to be honest, I have never seen a case like your esteemed father’s.”

“His blood and pulse are like any healthy person’s. I can’t detect any abnormality, no illness, no injury, yet his pulse is that of a man with a terminal condition! It is absolutely baffling—unheard of! I’m truly sorry, I am at my wit’s end.”

Shen Wanshan’s face turned grim. He asked in a low voice, “Divine Physician Xue, is there still hope for my father’s recovery? Be honest!”

Xue Huaisu shook his head gloomily. “Director Shen, as a physician I must be frank. I fear the old master’s chances are slim.”

“How could this happen?” Shen Ying, unable to hold back, burst into tears.

The rest of the Shen family also wept.

The old master, so well just yesterday, now suddenly at death’s door—it was all too sudden.

Though Shen Wanshan had mentally prepared himself, he still slumped into a chair, utterly despondent.

“If even you are helpless, Divine Physician Xue, does this mean my father’s end is truly near?” Shen Wanshan shook his head repeatedly, grief-stricken.

“Perhaps not.”

Suddenly, Xue Huaisu spoke.

Shen Wanshan leapt up, hope rekindled in his eyes. “Divine Physician Xue, do you have another way to save my father?”

Xue Huaisu replied awkwardly, “I am truly ashamed—I have no means myself. But I know someone who might save him!”

“Who?” Shen Wanshan gazed intently at Xue Huaisu.

“Divine Physician Xue, stop keeping us in suspense! Tell us quickly!” Shen Ying pressed.

Xue Huaisu said, “His name is Ye Tianci. I’ve heard he’s currently living in Villa Number Six at Minghu Fragrant Estate, which belongs to Lei Tiger. Director Shen, you might ask Lei Hong.”

“It’s him?” Shen Ying blurted in shock.

“Ying’er, do you know this Ye Tianci?” Shen Wanshan turned to his daughter.

(3/3)

Shen Ying snorted, “It was he who said yesterday that Grandfather’s life was in danger.”

Shen Wanshan cried out in surprise, “Does this man possess some gift of prophecy? Ying’er, since you know him, hurry and invite him!”

Shen Ying pouted in indignation. “I’m not going to invite him! Father, he’s no prophet—just an ordinary person. Compared to Qi Xian, he’s nothing! Qi Xian is miles ahead of him!”

Her face was full of pride, as if her boyfriend were the most outstanding man in the world.

“Since Divine Physician Xue recommended him, we should still invite him here,” Shen Wanshan pleaded with his daughter.

“I won’t go!” Shen Ying pouted, like a proud swan.

At this, Shen Wanshan could not bring himself to scold her and had to make the call himself. “Lei Hong, this is Shen Wanshan. I need a favor from you.”

Lei Hong, upon receiving the call, hurried over to Villa Number Six at Minghu Fragrant Estate.

“The tiger has arrived.”

Ye Tianci was sitting in the courtyard, polishing the small incense burner gifted to him by Dong Yuan. By the look on his face, it was as if he had long known Lei Hong would come.

Lei Hong exclaimed in surprise, “Master Ye, you knew I’d be coming?”

“Not only did I know you’d come, I also know why you’re here,” Ye Tianci replied, putting away the incense burner.

Lei Hong was skeptical. “Really? Master Ye, tell me, then.”

“You’ve come to invite me, on behalf of someone else, to treat someone,” Ye Tianci said with a smile.

“Am I right?”

Lei Hong’s eyes widened in shock. “Yes, exactly right!”

“And the person who asked you to come—is their surname Shen?” Ye Tianci said a few more words.

Lei Hong was so awestruck he nearly knelt. “Master Ye, you’re truly a sage!”

He bowed deeply to Ye Tianci. “Indeed, the one who asked me to invite you is surnamed Shen. It is Shen Wanshan, the Southern God of Wealth in Shu City. Master Ye, what do you think...?”

“You are my man. How could I let you lose face in front of others? Let’s go,” Ye Tianci replied calmly with a wave of his hand.

Lei Hong was overjoyed, feeling a rare sense of pride.

Driving Ye Tianci himself, Lei Hong’s face was full of contentment.

Soon, Lei Hong’s car entered the Shen family residence. The servants hurried them into the living room.

Shen Wanshan came out to greet them, but seeing that Ye Tianci was just a young man in his early twenties, he could not help but furrow his brow.